The rage within
The taverns walls
The sharpened sword
The duels fought
Now in paint
To canvas born
In history
Upon the walls.
One who kills
The other watches
Stare deep into
The bodies opening
To reach the soul
Not just take life
Murder oozes
Colours bright.
Lifeblood
As brush strokes form
Curiosity in
Destruction calls
To deeper regions
Mans evil twin
Locked in frame
Its echo still.